Atticus moved to his elements next. His gaze paused on the fusion energy of the four base elements.
'I wonder what'll happen if I give it a name.'
The question marks had always bothered him. No matter how many times he saw them, they looked wrong, like what they represented didn't have purpose yet.
Still, he was curious. What would change if he named it? He had never tried to converse with the system before and didn't even know if it was sentient.
But he decided to shelve the thought for later and focused back on assessing his status.
He noted the change in proficiency. Given how often he'd used them during the recent battles, it was expected.
His eyes drifted lower, landing on the still-stagnant numbers of his other elemental affinities, all capped at 80%.
Now that there was finally a moment to breathe, Atticus knew it was time to begin working on them. Time to connect with each element, find the emotions that resonated, and push past the cap.
He mentally made a note to train them later and kept scrolling through, until his eyes froze on one section.
There, in the level one elements category.
Last time he checked, it had been blank. But now… Atticus' eyes gleamed as he saw a new entry.
'Blood element.'
Excitement surged through him. He had been anticipating this one for the longest time.
He'd gained it ever since that fight with Jezenet. And now, finally, it was unlocked.
'It's probably because of that…'
Just like with his other elements, unlocking them had always required immersion, living and breathing the element. But blood had been trickier.
To connect with blood, he needed an absurd amount of it. But how? Was he supposed to cause a massacre and bathe in the blood of his enemies?
No matter how ridiculous it sounded… that's exactly what he had done.
'The Zorvan world.'
He had unleashed carnage upon that world. Slaughtered their people without restraint. It was clear, that was the trigger.
Atticus resisted the urge to test out the blood element now and forced himself to move on. But not even a second passed before he stopped again.
Another entry. Another new element.
'Nature element?'
It didn't take him long to figure out where it came from.
'Definitely during the fights.'
The battle had been too intense to notice his mana core ranking up when it happened, but the source of this was clear.
He'd been exposed to the Gardener's power, the Twins of Bloom and Blight, and even Whisker's. They may have had different concepts of power, but all of it fell under the same will: nature's will.
'Just like what happened last time…'
Previously, it had been spiritual will. Now, nature's will. The pattern was repeating itself.
But Atticus wasn't complaining. If it meant more strength, it was welcome.
'I wonder if it'll have the same effect.'
His spiritual will had granted him a whole new reservoir of power, boosting him to levels beyond what his mana alone could reach. If nature will did something similar…
Another surge in power might just be on the horizon.
He scrolled further, moving into the arts section and taking note of the changes there. His eyes paused briefly on Ethereal Cloak, still sitting at Grandmaster+ in mastery.
'That's as far as it can go.'
Its cap was simply tied to the rank of the technique itself. It was an Empowered-level art, so it couldn't advance past Grandmaster.
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